16: Do you have any last words?

The sounds of fighting startled Zi Yun, who was still resting.

Da Huang's ears perked up at this moment; he watched the source of the fighting alertly and let out two low barks.

"Looks like something's happening!"

Zi Yun took a deep breath.

"Let's go take a look!"

"Let's retreat quickly!"

The two of them spoke almost at the same time.

"Brother Wen Tian might be there!"

Chen Xian: "..."

He had finally discovered something harder to cure than a terminal illness: a "love brain."

This woman's love brain was truly incurable!

He wanted to leave because there might be Demonic Cultivators.

But since the employer had said so, Chen Xian naturally followed.

"Alright then, let's go have a look!"

The two of them pushed through the bushes and looked through the trees at a clearing not far away, where corpses were strewn everywhere and blood flowed like a river.

Three men in black were standing there.

"My Lord, should we burn them?"

"No, we must leave their bodies here to make it look like a tragic sneak attack by the Southern Continent Sects. That way, when the Da Gan Dynasty finds its elites slaughtered by the Southern Continent Sects, what will they do..."

Hearing this, Chen Xian's heart skipped a beat.

The intelligence was indeed correct.

Demonic Cultivators had appeared, and they truly intended to sow discord.

Meanwhile, Zi Yun couldn't help but say, "Vile Demonic Cultivators, they actually want to frame us!"

Their Yaochi Immortal Palace was one of the top Sects in the Southern Continent.

If the people from the Da Gan Dynasty all died here, the Da Gan Dynasty would certainly hold the Southern Continent accountable.

These Demonic Cultivators were truly ambitious and ruthless.

Zi Yun was originally filled with indignation, but then she suddenly saw one of the men holding a white silk ribbon.

She was instantly stunned.

"Lian'er..."

"Hmm?"

Chen Xian heard her whisper something, but before he could hear it clearly...

Zi Yun had already dashed out.

"Are you kidding me, man?!"

"You!"

Zi Yun's sudden appearance from the bushes startled the three men in front of her.

"Where did you get that white silk ribbon in your hand?"

Zi Yun asked with an icy expression.

The man standing in the center position sneered.

"Heh, it seems you're quite familiar with the people of the Yaochi Immortal Palace?"

"I am Fairy Zi Yun of the Yaochi Immortal Palace! I'll ask one more time: where did that white silk ribbon come from?"

The man brought the white silk ribbon to his nose and took a deep sniff.

"So it's Fairy Zi Yun. My apologies for the lack of respect."

"As for the owner of this ribbon, she committed suicide in despair after we had our way with her."

"If Fairy Zi Yun accompanies us for some fun as well, we might be kind enough to tell you where she died."

"You're looking for death!"

The purple silk ribbon in Zi Yun's hand began to spin continuously, gradually twisting into a purple whip.

She lashed it directly at the three men!

The three men let out arrogant laughs and kept retreating.

They were clearly luring Zi Yun forward.

And at this moment, the woman behaved exactly as they had planned.

"Stupid woman!"

Chen Xian originally wanted to keep watching the show.

Because for a woman like Zi Yun, he already had a general impression of her.

Although her strength was high, her mind was simple, even somewhat naive. A typical flower in a greenhouse, a high-score, low-ability type of person!

He wanted to watch and let this woman suffer a bit.

To let her know the consequences of being impulsive and reckless.

But seeing the three men trying to lure her away...

Chen Xian couldn't sit still anymore.

"Da Huang, keep it low-key! Go!"

Whoosh!

Hearing Chen Xian's command, Da Huang dashed out in a flash.

One of the Demonic Cultivators wasn't paying attention and had a chunk of flesh bitten off by Da Huang.

"Holy crap! That hurts like hell!"

Chen Xian: "..."

Is the Heavenly Dog Bloodline always this abstract?

He recalled when the two of them came out of their Revered Master's Immortal Tomb; this dog insisted on peeing in the back, which ended up provoking an Ancient Giant Elephant into chasing them relentlessly.

Even the demon king seal was useless.

And now he wanted it to be low-key.

Yet you freaking go up and bite someone directly?

Chen Xian felt speechless.

Fortunately, the result was good; one of the Demonic Cultivators' attention was quickly drawn by Da Huang.

He was determined to beat this dog to death.

The leading Demonic Cultivator growled, "Old Third, come back!"

"No, Big Brother, I'm going to slaughter this beast!"

As Demonic Cultivators, they had always been cruel and heartless.

When had he ever been bitten by a dog, especially one that bit off a chunk of flesh from his leg?

He immediately chased after Da Huang.

Seeing the dog, Zi Yun's heart stirred.

It seemed that guy had come to help.

But right now, it was more important for her to know how her sister was doing.

The purple whip lashed out at the remaining two Demonic Cultivators.

Instantly, the three of them were locked in combat.

While Old Third was chasing Da Huang, he passed through the woods, and an afterimage suddenly appeared before him.

"Elephant Sword Art—One Elephant Shakes the Mountain!"

Although the opponent was Old Third, he was at least at the Qi Refining Fifth Layer.

Chen Xian started with zero-frame delay.

He used his trump card right from the start.

Old Third wasn't paying attention, and the surging Sword Qi had already split his body in two.

"Old Third!"

The other two Demonic Cultivators thought that dealing with a dog wouldn't be much trouble for Old Third.

But Old Third was suddenly ambushed.

The two of them were filled with rage.

Although the three of them were Demonic Cultivators, they were blood brothers.

Now that Old Third was dead...

How could they not be heartbroken!

"Damn it, I'll kill you!"

The two of them charged directly at Chen Xian.

Seeing this, Chen Xian's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

Zi Yun, you stupid woman, I helped you kill one, and you let the other two come to kill me?

Just then, one of the Demonic Cultivators was bound by Zi Yun's whip.

The remaining Demonic Cultivator rushed straight at Chen Xian.

"You dog, I'll kill you!"

He stabbed his sword into Chen Xian's abdomen.

Pfft!

Chen Xian was sent flying!

"Bastard!"

Zi Yun saw this.

In her urgency, she flew toward Chen Xian at high speed.

At the same time...

The Demonic Cultivator let out a sinister laugh.

"You dare kill our Old Third? Go to hell!"

But at the moment he grew careless...

He suddenly felt the sky go dark!

A giant mouth swallowed him whole.

Crunch, crunch!

Old Second was instantly swallowed by Da Huang.

The Demonic Cultivator bound by the purple whip was filled with rage and despair!

In just a few minutes...

Both of his younger brothers were dead?

"Damn it!"

However, he also realized that neither Chen Xian nor Zi Yun were easy to mess with.

"I, Cheng Peng, will remember this grudge!"

With that, he turned into a wisp of thick smoke and vanished into the air.

Zi Yun didn't chase him; instead, she landed in front of Chen Xian.

She held Chen Xian in her arms with concern.

"I'm sorry, if I hadn't acted so recklessly just now, you wouldn't have been injured!"

Chen Xian lay in Zi Yun's arms.

His heart began to race with stray thoughts.

To be fair, this woman did have a bit of a human touch, and more importantly, her body was very soft.

At that moment, Zi Yun asked seriously, "Do you have any last words?"